Facing the window by the water.
The three of them chatted aimlessly. After the snow stopped, they went out again and walked along the wet lakeside.
Maybe it's because the lights were still on and they were surrounded by familiar people. As they walked, a sense of warmth unexpectedly arose.
Of course, Jiang Nian didn't feel that way.
He was waiting all along, patiently. He didn't hope for any result from this walk.
The conversation had no particular purpose.
When all techniques are exhausted, the decisive factor often has nothing to do with skill. The more deliberate it is, the more likely it is to fail.
"Zhen Nan has really changed, there used to be rapeseed blooming everywhere in the summer."
"Fewer and fewer people at Little Dragon Pond, everyone's moving to the city. I heard it's because the teachers at the school aren't good."
"It's a pity the temperature is high today; otherwise, the snow would look quite beautiful."
